I like you kid. You’ve got class, you’ve got moxy, you’ve got those.
What do they call you?
Impressive.
Calling all cars, calling all cars.
Be on the lookout for, oh you’re gonna love this, the car is now covered in duckies and bunnies.
(R.I.P. Alan Hale Jr.)
Ya shouldn’t let this thread die Johnny. My mother let a thread die once…
Once!
“I want to eat . . . Dangerously!
I want to live . . . Dangerously!
I want to love . . . Daaangerrroussllyyyy!”
“I’m sorry, Johnny. It’s her thyroid this time. She’ll need an operation. It costs $500, but this week only it’s $49.95.”
Gotta sing more…
*Over my undies trimmed in lace.
I slip on my black silk disgrace
Cut so low they’ll raid the place
I wanna dress, dangerously.
I need to be daring
I need to be reckless
I need to take chances and tempt my fate
Need to be foolish…need to be crazy
Before it’s too late and I’m out of date*
This really sucks.
Getting laid
Fargin
(Don’t know last words)
real slimeball
Beer
I go both ways
a fag choir boy
6 out of 8 = not bad. (Actually, it equals 0.75)
The ones you missed:
There are actually no last words spoken. J.D. points a big fargin’ machine gun at the warden, and the warden says “Well said!”
And it’s scumbag, although alimeball captures the spirit.
“The New York Yankees of Crime!!!”
“So, I came here to Chicago, to make it in Show Biz.”
“Chicago? This is New York!”
“You’re kidding.”
Well, Chicago, New York, it’s all the same to a girl on her own.